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Lyrics:

Eliantte for my watch, had to Mason the Rollie
Catch that boy out with his friends, then we makin' him lonely
That's your ho, I took your bitch now we makin' a movie
This ho flew me to L.A. and he payin' for coochie
Brodie pull up where you stay and he sprayin' the Uzi
Fucked her, kicked her out the crib now she sayin' I'm ruthless
This ho tryna set me up, guess she thinkin' I'm stupid
These boys tryna ride our wave, yeah, we makin' a movement

He want smoke, then bitch, I'm ready, I just bought a presi 
That's your ho, then why she text me? 'Cause I got the fetti
We got sticks up in Chanelly, we tote automatics
Yeah, we send that boy to Heaven, yeah, we caught 'em lackin'
Watch me count my rackies up, I love to stack it up
Your lil' ho gon' tap me up, eat me like caviar
Smokin' strong, that Kelly, yeah, up in the telly, yeah
He ain't never run it up, that boy a failure
Said he tryna run up, I'ma let him
Who that boy? I'm feelin' paranoid, I ain't feelin' 'em
Big and bad, think he a scary boy, brodie killin' 'em
What's that on your wrist? Ain't real ice, it ain't chill enough

Eliantte for my watch, had to Mason the Rollie
Catch that boy out with his friends, then we makin' him lonely
That's your ho, I took your bitch now we makin' a movie
This ho flew me to L.A. and he payin' for coochie
Brodie pull up where you stay and he sprayin' the Uzi
Fucked her, kicked her out the crib now she sayin' I'm ruthless
This ho tryna set me up, guess she thinkin' I'm stupid
These boys tryna ride our wave, yeah, we makin' a movement

ruthless

Bloody Runtz (prod 16teen)

SPRAY

#light (w/ 9lives)

Find You ft. vlonecares (Prod. Nazzy X 1icami)

787
(Huh, huh, woah, woah.)

Huh, watch how I get this shit im on, huh,
watch how I move this same song.
Losing that phone,(load that up),
trappin like I never even knew the law (grah).
Swear to god that time I thought you was cop (cop),
I thought you was moving so wrong.

How could I lose? "I could never move the song",
pulpy from a squeezer its a 22' long.
Pistol print for the fashion, it so jah, (issa JAH),
I dont ever open doors.
Little white boys tryna get on my nerves,
he tryna vent at that man on the curb.
Losing your man cause you thought it was worth it,
it was urget, super-ever urgent, and i marked you down in my notes.

Huh, watch how I get this shit im on, huh,
watch how I move this same song.
Losing that phone,
trappin like I never even knew the law (grah).
Swear to god that time I thought you was cop (cop),
I thought you was moving so wrong.

I am so inert, watch how I leave earth,
I'm feelin the curse, (yeah) ahh. (ahh)

Curb (prod. slxwly)

PurpG (prod. wiley)

TRAP JUMPING

prod atyourskull + t3rps + pouritupsoda

solo.to/sixfournine

Walked inside the function had to turn it up
Oh you said that my music too loud, then you old as fuck
Walked inside the function had to turn it up
Oh you said that my music too loud, then you old as fuck

Walked inside the function had to turn it up
Oh you said that my music too loud, then you old as fuck
Walked inside the function this bitch quiet, had to turn it up
Gear had to rack it up, sticks, wanna get whacked or what

He run his mouth too much, I had to fucking pack him up
I ship my shit across the border, I get taxed like fuck
I'm just in my room re-rocking mix, you still get taxed like yeah
Beemer truck I pulled up in got flipped, .556 shells I'm gone blitz

Walked inside the function had to turn it up
Oh you said that my music too loud, then you old as fuck
Walked inside the function this bitch quiet, had to turn it up
Gear had to rack it up, sticks, wanna get whacked or what

Big ass 110 Defender, 'bouta push up
Talking 'bout some mother fucking gas, my pack do push ups
He said he want to go about the gang, I told him good luck
Told me that you had the fucking chance, well you should of
Blow pack, smoke pressure bitch I'm a spray the extra
Post bands, that's my extra, told your lil' boy pass that message
You put 10 on my back like Messi
Crime scene clean up shit get messy
I'm making money that real deal flexing, lil' boy in that room he stressing

Walked inside the function had to turn it up
Oh you said that my music too loud, then you old as fuck
Walked inside the function this bitch quiet, had to turn it up
Gear had to rack it up, sticks, wanna get whacked or what

Turn it Up

power prod. shazy + curesful

Lil Wayne- Life of the party

https://www.instagram.com/i7a8a7i?igsh=cGFib3BlMmtsNWVt&utm_source=qr
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Curb (prod. slxwly)

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